A/N: Hello all! The sequel has arrived as promised (a little later than I would have liked but what can you do?). This picks up where the last episode of Season 14 leaves off. I've adjusted it to fit my needs but I hope you like it. This path is a little darker than anything I've tried before so please be gentle. :)

Her Decision

By 18lzytwner

Chapter 1

It had been a long hard day and Olivia was thankful no one else was home when she slipped the key into the lock at the apartment. Calvin was at a sleepover and Elliot had promised to pick up Charlotte from Maureen's place on his way home from the office. He was working a little later on Friday so he didn't have to go in on Saturday. The case he was working could wait and he could tell by the tone of Olivia's voice when she called him to talk about her day. They had dealt with a lot of sickos in their day but this guy sounded like he took the cake.

Olivia set her groceries down on the counter and perked her head up at the noise she thought she heard. At first, she thought she was just jumpy and she was thinking a nice hot shower would fix that. It certainly wouldn't get William Lewis out of her head but the wine and seeing baby Charlotte would. Suddenly the hair on the back of her neck spiked. Looking out over the counter, there stood William Lewis.

"So there is so much more to Detective Olivia Benson than I thought," he smirked at her, the gun in his hand pointed toward her head.

"What are you doing here?" Olivia asked.

"Oh no, I get to talk and you get to listen. Now walk around the counter real slow and hand me your piece. I found the safe so don't even think of trying to go for your back up weapon," Lewis instructed. Olivia did as she was told, her mind racing. This guy was sick and he would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. What scared her more was the fact that Elliot and Charlotte would be walking into this situation blind. She did not want her baby anywhere near this freak.

"Thinking about little Charlotte? Wondering what time hubby will get home?" Lewis asked, seemingly knowing exactly where her brain was going as he shoved the end of the gun into her temple.

"I'm thinking how I can kill you," Olivia said, hoping he believed that he hadn't seen right through her.

"Always a hard-ass huh? Well we'll see about that when we're done having fun. Head toward Charlotte's room," he instructed. She knew what he was up to. Elliot's first thought would be to put Charlotte down for bed and he would head into her room; walking right into the sick bastard's hands.

"I'd give them about thirty minutes before they walk through the door. Plenty of time for us to get to know each other better," again there was that smirk and Olivia involuntarily shuddered. As much as she tried to hide her fear, she could not hide the fact that she knew exactly what his idea of fun was.

They drew closer to the baby's room and Olivia hoped that this was her opportunity. She quickly whirled around in the doorway, taking him by surprise. She immediately went for the gun knowing that if she didn't disarm him it was all over. He was only slightly taken aback and he still wore that stupid smirk on his face.

"I expected resistance but I also expected better from you," he said as they grappled over the weapon. Olivia knew the only reason he was cool as a cucumber was because he'd seen this before and always managed to come out on top.

"I'm not done yet," it was her turn to smirk as she used her dress shoes as a weapon and slammed her left foot into his instep. He buckled and she quickly disarmed the gun from his hand. However he had a backup plan as he pulled her backup weapon from his back.

"How'd you think this was going to end?" He asked.

"With you bleeding," Olivia spat.

"Momma tiger," Lewis chuckled. The situation wasn't any better than it had been a moment ago. Now that they were both armed, the only way to be safe was to shoot at each other and make sure the other didn't get back up.

"I had hoped that we'd be in time for hubby and baby but I still have one trick up my sleeve," Olivia gave him a look. He had an ace in the hole.

"What have you done?" She asked.

"I'll only tell you if you put the gun down. Otherwise, I'll go to my grave without telling you and I don't think you want that," Lewis said as he put the gun to his head.

"I put my gun down and this ends badly for me and my family," Olivia told him.

"Could be but aren't you forgetting something?" He asked. She looked at him confused. What was he talking about?

"You did get that text message from your son right?" Lewis wanted to know.

"He said he made it to his friend's house," she refused to believe that after everything that had happened, Calvin wasn't safe.

"He's fiercely protective of you, you know. When I told him that you were in trouble and that his dad was having me escort him to the precinct, he asked to see my badge. I flashed him one and he relaxed just enough for me to tell him to send the message. It was coded, I told him. That way the person watching your phone would think that he wasn't already in police custody and safe. Then I brained him," the smirk was back and at that point, Olivia knew that he had her. If he died now, Calvin died with him.

"Now I'm going to give you a few seconds to mull it over before I blow my brains out. So which is it? Your son or the rest of your family?" Lewis asked.

To Be Continued…